Yo! Yo Joint did this This right here is I-I big! You-know what I Not, not big in the of weight, you know what I mean Like gaining weight or, like that Like colossal, you know what I mean? Like, ahh I you were looking for me
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hello! (Tell me have you been?) Ha ha ha, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Yeah, ha ha, ha I know! Ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Hey, Hello! (Tell me where you been?) Shit, you know! Ha ha ha (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Ha ha ha!
Yeah, to you, forever, me to you I heard somebody say church, need a suit I'ma need a coupe, I need a roof Flyer than Beetle juice, Beetle juice,
I got the floor, I'm tryna see the wear a bulletproof So I got shot and you can see the Blind eyes guide me and see the truth if Stevie do?
But I'ma it to God, not Beaver, neither you Cause I'ma murder, why I kill ol' and even Man, I got hating on me cause I'm hotter than the sun Got hating on me cause I ain't never sprung
Winter on me cause I'm colder than ya'll And I never, I would never, I would never Fall I'm hated by the seasons So fuck who hating for no reason!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) the world and I'm back again! (They been asking, been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been asking me? In case you're wondering Haa!
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They been asking, they been searching, been wondering why) Who's been asking about me? In case wondering Haa!
Yeah, I in and out the bank, bitch! While all ya'll niggas been on the same shit, I flush And watch it go down the drain Two you will never hear, "Wayne Quit"
Cause Wayne win, and lose I call them April Babies, they Fools And they snooze, we up Feet up, like a
Or paraplegic, I parallel In a red and yellow thang, old school Atlanta Like I'm from Collipark, but I'm Hollygrove! Now all my scream, "Soup," Woo,and "Da da dooh!"
I know my role and I play it And I wear it well on my Libra I a pussy, fuck a pussy, leave it there Long hair don't care
Young! (Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me have you been?) Around the world and now I'm again! (They been asking, they been searching, they been why) been asking about me? In case you're wondering
(Hey Mr. Carter) I am him! (Tell me where you been?) Around the and now I'm back again! (They asking, they been searching, they been wondering why) Who's been about me? In case you're wondering
Cheah! I'm cheah, in my chair, with my crown and my dear Queen Bee, as I share mic with my heir Carter, go farther, go further, go harder Is not why we came? And if not, then why bother?
Show no mercy in I'm far from being the bastard that Marcy had Now my name's mentioned with the martyrs The and the Pac's and the Marley's and the Marcuses
Garvey, got me a Molotov Flow even if you box can't stop the blows Kaboom, the Roc Boy in the The dope boy came off the spoon
Also, I'm so fly I'm on Pilot, while guys stare at my wardrobe I see Euro's, that's right, I took so change from this rap game, it's your go
(Hey Mr. Carter) Young!
my go Yeah, and I'ma go so opposite of Off the Richter, Hector Camacho, man, Randy Far from average, status quo Flow, so, pro
I know, I rise And I pass say, "What up, killer man?" Stop up my past! And time you mention Pac, Biggie, and Jay-Z Don't Weezy baby!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay man (Tell me have you been?) Yo! (They been asking, they searching, they been wondering why) Ha ha ha
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ay Man (Tell me where you been?) Hova! (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) Weezy!
(Hey Mr. Carter) Ha ha ha (Tell me have you been?) I hustling (They been asking, they been searching, they wondering why) hard, cheah!
(Hey Mr. Carter) And I to everything, when I leave this Earth (Tell me have you been?) It's be on both feet, never knees in the dirt (They been asking, been searching they been wondering why) You can try me fucka, but when I squeeze it
Fine, we lose two lives, yours and Gimme any of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve At the funeral parlor, dripping down my sleeve Gimme any of time, don't let Mrs. Carter grieve